Wu Yue: "..."
'Stop saying things that'll give people the wrong idea. This isn't the kind of wound you can just touch.'
"Put me down..."
The dull, heavy ache in her lower abdomen was unbearable. Combined with the mortifying scene she'd just endured, Wu Yue could only give the beastman beside her an indescribable look. "Don't the women around here get their periods?"
Yuan Lang looked startled. "You mean you have other relatives who've come to this world, too?"
Wu Yue: "..."
"By 'period,' I mean a woman's 'sunflower water.' Don't you know what that is?"
Yuan Lang stiffened, and then his handsome face instantly flushed bright red. "...Sunflower water."
He mumbled her word, his eyes drifting down toward her butt.
Wu Yue shot him a ferocious glare. "Where do you think you're looking!"
Yuan Lang paced a helpless circle on the spot. "Is there anything I can do?"
